June 24, 2007
June 24, 2007
We got up early this morning and walked down to the pier to catch the first ferry to Victoria, British Columbia. Victoria is on the southern tip of Vancouver Island. The water on the crossing is as smooth as glass and we pull directly into the downtown inner harbor. Victoria must be doing pretty well as the small harbor is ringed with new apartment or condominium buildings.
Since the morning weather is still cool out we decide to first stop at the Royal British Columbia Museum. The travelling Titanic Exhibit happens to be here and I haven’t had a chance to see it yet. We spend about 90 minutes running thru Titanic. I could have spent more time as the presentation was well done. There aren’t really a lot of artifacts but what they have are in very good condition considering that the Titanic was lost 95 years ago on April 15, 1912. They also issue us random passenger identities. Aimee happened to get first class as Margaret Brown, who survived and was forever known as the Unsinkable Molly Brown. I was a little known second-class passenger. I didn’t make it. Many of the unlucky passengers had been booked on other ships but at the last minute transferred to the Titanic because of a coal strike and the resulting shortage of ship fuel. One of the other 1250 lost souls was John Jacob Astor IV. It was his great-grandfather who we learned about four days ago as a mogul in the American fur trade out here and founder of the town of Astoria, OR.
After perusing the Titanic Exhibit we watch the IMAX movie, Titanica. It is about some Russian exploration of the Titanic wreck. It is quite disappointing. Afterwards we sail thru the rest of the museum in record time. The only thing I see of interest is a collection of old Totem poles.
After the museum we walk around the downtown Victoria. Victoria is the capital of British Columbia and is pretty and charming. It looks like it has a very livable downtown. Many of the people we talked to though had an accent and a kind of British mannerism about them. It almost felt like we were in a different country. In the late afternoon we take the ferry back to Port Angeles, WA for the night.
We got up early this morning and walked down to the pier to catch the first ferry to Victoria, British Columbia. Victoria is on the southern tip of Vancouver Island. The water on the crossing is as smooth as glass and we pull directly into the downtown inner harbor. Victoria must be doing pretty well as the small harbor is ringed with new apartment or condominium buildings.
Since the morning weather is still cool out we decide to first stop at the Royal British Columbia Museum. The travelling Titanic Exhibit happens to be here and I haven’t had a chance to see it yet. We spend about 90 minutes running thru Titanic. I could have spent more time as the presentation was well done. There aren’t really a lot of artifacts but what they have are in very good condition considering that the Titanic was lost 95 years ago on April 15, 1912. They also issue us random passenger identities. Aimee happened to get first class as Margaret Brown, who survived and was forever known as the Unsinkable Molly Brown. I was a little known second-class passenger. I didn’t make it. Many of the unlucky passengers had been booked on other ships but at the last minute transferred to the Titanic because of a coal strike and the resulting shortage of ship fuel. One of the other 1250 lost souls was John Jacob Astor IV. It was his great-grandfather who we learned about four days ago as a mogul in the American fur trade out here and founder of the town of Astoria, OR.
After perusing the Titanic Exhibit we watch the IMAX movie, Titanica. It is about some Russian exploration of the Titanic wreck. It is quite disappointing. Afterwards we sail thru the rest of the museum in record time. The only thing I see of interest is a collection of old Totem poles.
After the museum we walk around the downtown Victoria. Victoria is the capital of British Columbia and is pretty and charming. It looks like it has a very livable downtown. Many of the people we talked to though had an accent and a kind of British mannerism about them. It almost felt like we were in a different country. In the late afternoon we take the ferry back to Port Angeles, WA for the night.
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